The hand of the Lord was upon me, and he brought me out by the Spirit of the Lord and set me in the middle of a valley; it was full of bones.  He led me back and forth among them, and I saw a great many bones on the floor of the valley, bones that were very dry.  He asked me, “Son of man, can these bones live?”

I said, “Oh Sovereign Lord, you alone know.” (Ezekiel 37:1-3)

I wish I could tell you how well I identify with Ezekiel.  Man of God, totally in tune with the Spirit, hearing from the Lord and boldly speaking truth to the world around him.

Yeah, that would be awesome.

But I identify with the bones.

Some days, I feel like the life has been drained completely away from me, and I am a dry, bleached, crumbling pile of bones.  Do you ever feel that way, Beloved?

I thought you might.  That’s why you and I get along so well.

So I ask the question: can these bones live? Will they ever again live and move and breathe and love and laugh and cry and have purpose?

God alone knows.

He knows.

Are you ready for what comes next?

Hold on to your bones, Beloved—this is gonna be amazing.